A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.
Chen Mu caught sight of the old man for the first time and realized why that true disciple from the Heavenly Sword Sect had suddenly glanced his way. Perhaps it wasn't his own appearance that caught the disciple's attention but rather the scruffy-looking, unremarkable old Taoist standing behind him.
"Master of the Mysterious Court, who speaks wondrously of the heavenly secrets," had already disclosed his identity—he came from the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion, one of the Four Great Sects.
Although Chen Mu didn't know what capabilities the old Taoist in front of him possessed, he really didn't want to get involved with this kind of mystical sect, and among the Four Great Sects, those from the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion were the last he wanted to encounter.
"Sorry, not interested."
Chen Mu replied warily and was about to pull Xu Hongyu away.
"Don't go, don't go."